(open) infodump meeting

[coolerjunpei]

WHO: jumpy coolerjunpei and OPEN
WHAT: The sequel to the prior secrets/infosharing meeting. Also, separately: Art Club.
WHERE: A conference room in an office building. Art Club is in a random apartment near City Hall.
WHEN: Sept. 14-15
WARNINGS: kromer probably. tba on the rest

INFO MEETING
[In Setsuna's absence but wanting to continue the usefulness of the info-sharing Secret Meetings, Junpei has taken it upon himself to spread the word about the newest physical meeting place. As before, nondescript handwritten flyers are posted around the most heavily trafficked areas of the city (with a scattering more in apartment buildings and less-popular areas), all reading roughly the same thing:

Infosharing time again. Under new management?

Come as you are, buzzkills only allowed if they bring snacks. 2nd floor conference room in the office building across from the bank.

junpei

It was cool when Setsuna could leave his mysterious network username but unfortunately Junpei is still living with his fool-ass choices... Regardless. It's dated for the afternoon of the 14th, and on the day of, Junpei has brought paper and writing supplies and a clipboard and a cardboard box for fun later to the conference room.

He's holding the clipboard because it makes him feel important, and occasionally flipping pages to squint at it while people wander in. Eventually:]

Uh, hey—Junpei here. If you were here last time, you know what this is about already, buuut if you weren't: we're planning, more or less. All of our information is spread around, so... this is an effort to get it all in as many heads as possible, when more of us inevitably disappear without a trace overnight.

[Ahem. Okay,] Last time we were also planning some projects, and Setsuna was going to help me make a drone to explore the parts of the city we can't physically get to, but he's gone, so... I'm taking applications for Drone Team?

[..........,]

That's all I've got. Let's mingle and do some info-magic.



(OOC PORTION: hello, please treat this as a FREE MINGLE and post TLs to your heart's content. Infosharing is the main goal but if you want to recruit ICly for a Project, feel free!! There are also SNACKS ABOUND. enjoy.)

DON'S SEMINAR (tm) | Yesod's Suggestion Box efforts | Drone Team & Kiosk database

Comments

[icanfixer]

[ she glances her boss's way, then -- not back to yesod, but lingering on kromer a moment before finally back to him. ]

Aught all. Most of it is tied up with our Company's work, and thus I am unable to speak on it, um, lest it draw more questions than answers. What I can say is that we assisted K Corp., met a few old friends of a companion of mine, acted in a play, and set off to the Backstreets of U after a hot meal.

[ ...

so. not much. there's a lot that's wrapped up in it, this time. one of these things is not like the other but don't worry about it. ]

We have finished some modifications to our bus, but that is all.

[gripper]

( assisted k. corp? kromer's head turns slightly, then more. )

How far up the ladder did you go? I've got a few acquaintances in there myself! Gotta say, I can't help but wonder how they're doing.

( proverbially back home, it hasn't been all that long since they spoke, but long enough—and, she supposes, assuming don quixote's not just lying out her ass here, it's been longer yet now. )

[icanfixer]

That would depend who thine acquaintances were. Their work was going well, and one of the researchers had won yet another award for his excellency in it. We did not speak much with them outside of confirming our contractual work.

[ ... it's only a little easier to be dishonest towards kromer, though she glances away. general dislike maybe. ]

[gripper]

A few researchers, here and there. Dongrang's the one I chatted with the most, though it wasn't all that much. ( a little laugh. ) He was a proud one—bet that's the guy who won another award, isn't it?

( hm-hm? :) )

[icanfixer]

[ hm-hm....... ]

Ehm, yes. I suppose that was his name. We had more conversation with his... assistant? Ser Samjo, who asked us to help a restaurant in need of some business booming.

[ so to speak. wow, their company sure does do a lot. ]

And we met Miss Shrenne as well, whom I rather liked.

[gripper]

( hmmmmm, their company sure does a lot. did she really let them escape, or maybe they aren't lying and she's really... )

Yeah, you would, wouldn't you? Not often you get to talk to someone on your eye-level.


( HAHAHAHAHAHA )

[icanfixer]

[ don't let sinclair go don't let sinclair go don't let ]

Whatever that is to mean, I can tell it an insult! Find elsewhere to throw that gaping maw of thine around 'fore I shut it myself!

[gripper]

Easy, puppy, easy! I was just calling you short.

( settle down, mutt. )

Nothing to bite someone over, really.

[icanfixer]

I am not short!

[ she proclaims surrounded by tall people ]

If thee have little to add to the conversation at hand, now, then leave it at that!

[gripper]

Ahaha, right, you're not short... You're tiny.

( :) ??????????????? )

[icanfixer]

[ fuck it she's throwing a damn knock off skittle at her ugly mug ]

[gripper]

( catches it in her mouth 10/10 )

[icanfixer]

What a well trained mutt thou'rt for an undesired stray! If only they'd taught thee some manners to go with it!

[ call her a puppy she can do it back. now we're just getting personal ]

[gripper]

Aw, I just had friends in school who'd play like this sometimes! Made a real game of it, too. I know it's hard for someone like you to understand, though, so I'll forgive your ignorance.

( deeply personal. )

[icanfixer]

[ going to eat her so tense rn she is a spring give her a good fucking reason ]

The way we played was a little rougher -- shall we step outside and I can give thee a demonstration of it?

[gripper]

Maybe after the meeting, girlie. We've got important stuff to discuss, right? I wouldn't want you to be unable to speak your piece before it's over.

[icanfixer]

[ how is it

that kromer has come out looking like the sensible one when she's the one with a stick. don doesn't relax any, just glowers at kromer for that, and huffs. her boss is here. he'll get onto her about making undue trouble, which is really the only thing keeping her from springing. ]

The day I take thy tongue from that abhorrent mouth of thine shall be a happy day indeed, Kromer.

[gripper]

( do you know how often you have to hold your tongue around your peers, your town, when they suddenly start turning into monsters, and you don't really care what they think but it's a hell of a lot nicer to keep living in somewhere like the nest if you smile and wait for the day you can exact revenge for the grudge making a nest for itself in your chest?

she's just got practice with talking. kromer smiles, all teeth, and shrugs. )

You won't get the chance, girl, but keep dreaming of it.

[wordchain]

[ His gaze follows Don's until it meets hers again in the end. What she can say is blatantly evasive, but he'll leave it alone for the most part. It isn't his intention to cause her to face punishment. ]

...Your bus?

[icanfixer]

Aye, our bus! It is Mistress Faust's magnum opus, as she hath said, and though it could only traverse the land 'til just recently, it is now seaworthy!

[ it isn't. actually. but it will be. ]

It has a most magnificent designs, perfect for plowing through whatever debris and villains lie in our path!

[wordchain]

I see. I would be interested in hearing more.

[ He has many questions about this seaworthy bus and the routes that it travels, but he'll wait. It's doubtful whether anything else is meant for people outside of Don Quixote's company to learn, at any rate. ]

[icanfixer]

Wherever shall I begin? It is [ hehe ] rather spacious on the inside, and it is where we eat, sleep, travel, and work out of! The design is not unlike a train's, but it is very much wheeled like any other of its kind. The fuel is uses is quite unique -- but not all together uncommon, for thee could say it is from another age -- and plentiful as can be. We are rather self-sufficient.

[ ... is the best way she can put it. ]

Hmhm, I am not the mechanic whom maintains it, nor am I its creator... so I cannot go into too much detail for lack of knowledge, but it has naught for suitable windows in terms of deflecting weaponry, though our rooms are rather cozy. The transformation was stupendous, however! It rolls right into the sea, and I am certain it shall do well on the Great Lake, despite Ishmael's -- that is a friend of mine, who has sailed the waters 'fore she came to employ herself with us -- words of danger yet to assail us.